Finn Diary

It's the year 2010. One day the old repressed memories flood in to my mind. In Facebook. It was eRepublik, who wanted me back. eRepublik beta as i remembered it. A game that i had forced myself to forget. Game that i thought had died years ago. Somewhere far in V1. I still remember the day when i first arrived at eRepublik. The way it slapped me, gave tender kiss. But not in a gay way. No, but in gamey latino way. It is a gamey habit. With it's strong manly aspects it carried me in it's web. It said to me ;

"We are not gamey...and sell those dirty golds you got. Slowly."

It had a habit to hug me gently until i fell asleep. Like games have habit to.